A mafia billionaire freezes at a painting he thought depicted a dead woman—until three starving triplets reveal a truth that changes everything

chaotic masterpieces that Mrs. Bell displayed in the breakfast room with complete seriousness.

Dante’s first painting wasn’t very good.

It showed Elena sitting on the couch with the girls curled around her, sunlight spilling across the floor. The proportions were off. Ava’s hands were too big. Mia’s nose was uneven. Sophie’s hair seemed to float.

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